(tiny) Dicks ...everywhere

John cupped the front of his crotch the rest of the way, and let everyone leave the bus before he got out. He heard a few whispering his name, but he mostly saw girls and guys pinching their fingers together to show how small he was, and laughing. He left the bus, still clutching his pants closed, and saw the many smiling faces around him, including the adults.

As he walked to his locker, he caught a glimpse of something. It was a paper flyer taped to the wall, showing his dick! As he looked around, he saw even more of them around. Everyone pointing and laughing at it until they saw him and tried to be less noticeable. The image showed his tiny nub, front and center, with the text "HAVE YOU SEEN THIS DICK?" at the top, and "OF COURSE NOT, IT'S tiny!" At the bottom.

It didn't show his face, but it seemed like everyone knew or at least was led to believe, it was his. John knew the truth all to well, and blushed. However, his embarrassment peaked when he saw a large print of it on his locker!

As soon as he saw it, everyone began to laugh at his debasement. Blushing, but hard as a rock, he removed a hand from his pants to tear it down, and then opened his locker. Facing away from everyone, he let go of his pants and began tak8ng books from his backpack and placing them into his locker.

Behind him, one of the jocks sauntered up to him and yanked John's pants down, baring his ass to everyone. There were a few giggles at first, and John had to suppress a moan as the waistband slipped over his sensitive nub. The jock then turned him around, exposing him to everyone.

"Omg, it's even smaller than I thought!"

"Poor guy, he'll never have a girlfriend."

"Has he even been through puberty yet?"

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All around him, students were laughing and taking photos of his shame. He turned to look for help from the adults, but they were laughing and pinching their fingers as well. John felt precum dribbling out of his engorged nub, and no one noticed until some dripped onto the floor.

"Yo, is he turned on?!"

"Hahahaha! That's too perfect!"

"What a loser."

"Okay! Hehe, okay! Class is starting soon. We've all had our fun. There's -chk hahaha- THERES NOTHING TO SEE HERE!" A female teacher announced, to the resounding laughter of everyone present.

As everyone began to file into their classrooms, a woman in her 40s walked up to John.

"Just what do you have to say for yourself, young man?" She asked.

"Principal Strickland, it wasn't my fault!" John pleaded, blushing as he stood with his hands hovering over his crotch, precum still leaking out.

"I see, someone just so happened to print these flyers and hang them up just before you arrived?" She asked.

John gulped, she was an older woman, but she still looked good for her age. She dressed conservatively, but as she leaned forward, he could see the outline of her bra through her blouse. Here he stood, baked from the waist down, being sc9lded by an attractive older woman.

"B-But that's the truth!" John blurted.

"Whether you intended to or not, you still disrupted the students and faculty. Harris!" The woman called to a janitor nearby.

"Yes Ma'am?" She asked, swiftly arriving at her side.

"Give him a mop to clean up his mess. John, see me in my office when you're done cleaning up. Harris will make sure you don't miss a spot." Principal Strickland said before adding, "And don't even think about pulling your pants up or covering yourself."

John took the mop from Janitor Harris and began to clean up the drips from his nub.

"Maybe we should start with the source..." janitor Harris said.

John turned to see what she meant, but was met with a dirty rag being pressed onto his crotch. The rough texture stimulated his already sensitive tip, and he immediately came. The janitor laughed as she cleaned up his dribble of cum and then threw it in the trash. John caught his breath as the woman giggled as she watched him clean the rest up. He meekly handed her the mop and pulled his pants up, though the hole still exposed him.

"Are you trying to show that...thing off on purpose?" The janitor asked.

"No! This is humiliating." John said, not wanting to sound aroused.

"Follow me to the lost and found. I think we can find you some pants that will cover you." She said, pushing the pants down his legs and making him step out of them.

"These belong in the trash." She said, placing them in the large trashcan on her cart.

John walked bottomless down the hall, led by the lady janitor until they were at reception. Harris asked for the lost and found bin and searched inside it for something for him to wear.